The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

After the three of them decided the itinerary, Qin Zichen threw Su Qingyi on Ran Shu's lotus seat, and then flew down with his sword. Su Qingyi was taken into his arms by Ran Shu, and anxiously said, "Qin Zichen, what are you throwing at me!"

Qin Zichen didn't turn his head and said lightly, "It's too heavy."

Su Qingyi: "…"

Ran Shu hugged Su Qingyi's waist and laughed lowly, and hurriedly said, "It's neither heavy nor heavy, I don't think you are heavy."

When Su Qingyi was Ran Yan in the past, she was 1.77 meters tall, much taller than Ran Shu, who was 1.7 meters tall, so she could easily take her into his arms. However, now, Su Qingyi's body is less than 1.6 meters tall, and she still feels a little petite and lovely when she is pulled into her arms by Ran Shu. Ran Shu rubbed her head, as if she was looking at a child, driving a lotus and chasing Qin Zichen to the ground.

The three of them rested on the ground for a while. With Ran Shu around, the living standards of Qin Zichen and Su Qingyi improved a lot in an instant.

As one of the local tyrants of Xingyun Sect, Ran Shu brought her own small courtyard with her, took it out from the Qiankun bag, turned it over on the ground, and a courtyard instantly appeared on the ground. Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen shared a room. Ran Shu let the captive demon spirit boil hot water, and after helping them take a hot bath, considering that Su Qingyi was still a mortal body, she even cooked a table of dishes.

The resentment against Ran Shu before disappeared instantly in the face of the hot bath and dishes. Su Qingyi buried herself in the meal with tears in her eyes, silently complaining that the system hindered her happy life. At this moment, the hatred of murder is not important, the most important thing is to eat.

After she had eaten and drank enough to return to the room, her mind began to gradually clear up. Covering his stomach and lying on the reclining chair, he asked the system, "System, how much does Ran Shu have to do with my death?"

The system ignored her and changed the subject: "Host, you should be more attentive to the mission goal, you have to attack him, what kind of person he likes, you should become what kind of person, otherwise how can you fight with the heroine? Look at him. I'm worried..."

The system's voice has always been a mechanical sound without ups and downs, just like Google's pronunciation. Su Qingyi couldn't help laughing when she said these words. She lowered her eyes and looked at her palm, feeling a little dazed: "I didn't even think about it. Daojun Jingyan likes me, my task is to assist him in his ascension. After he ascends, I can know the truth. As long as he does not go wrong, his ascension is just around the corner. I have waited for ten years, but I don't mind waiting. Wait. It's just that I'm afraid that if I wait and wait, the enemy will die."

"Host, don't be sad, don't be sad, 007 is here."

"I don't want to hate Ran Shu. For so many years, I really regarded her as a sister. You told me that she and Xie Hantan teamed up to kill me. I still can't believe it..."

"Correct the host, your death is due to the two of them, but they are not the mastermind."

"Pushing the boat down the river?" Su Qingyi understood a little. The system suddenly screamed: "Don't fight, don't fight! I won't spoil it in the future, okay! Ahhhhh..."

Before he finished speaking, there was no sound around him. Su Qingyi was a little surprised: "System?"

There is no echo.

Su Qingyi pouted, lying on the rocking chair, rocking, and fell asleep.

When they woke up the next day, the three of them sat on Ran Shu's lotus seat and flew to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The realm of self-cultivation was enormous, and it was several times larger than the continent where Su Qingyi had lived in the past. In the past, in China, if you travel thousands of miles a day, you can go from one end of the country to the other. But in the realm of self-cultivation, traveling thousands of miles a day, from Xuantianmen to Tianjianzong, still has to fly for several days.

The distance between the sect and the sect is like the distance between the continents, separated by five sects, like the five Asias that are connected in a row.

Su Qingyi ate, drank, slept and slept on Ran Shu's lotus seat. She was thinking seriously about how to help Qin Zichen stay away from Ran Shu after joining Tianjianzong. As a result, Qin Zichen opened his eyes and said, "After entering Tianjianzong's gate. down."

Ran Shu controlled the lotus and sat down. This is a small town at the foot of Tianjianzong's mountain. The most common on the street are inns and intermediaries who provide rental services. People with swords or children go in and out of inns and rental places.

"Tianjianzong recruits disciples once a year, and many people stay at the feet of Tianjianzong to facilitate the recruitment."

As if afraid that Su Qingyi would not know the reason for the grand occasion, Ran Shu patiently introduced it. Su Qingyi nodded casually, staring at Qin Zichen in front of him, thinking about the reason why the other party stopped here. She always had some bad premonitions, as if things wouldn't go so smoothly.

Sure enough, Qin Zichen took her to a real estate agency and said directly, "I want to buy a yard."

"Please take a seat, Immortal Master." The salesman saw Qin Zichen's bearing, and immediately greeted him with a smile. With a big wave of his hand, many houses appeared in the air. Those houses seem to really exist in the air, slowly rotating for people to choose from. The salesperson respectfully lowered his hands and said with a smile, "How many people does the immortal master plan to buy?"

"One person, to be safe, have good lighting, a large yard, a large room, and be close to the main road. It is best to be close to the mountains and rivers."

"Um..." The salesperson hesitated for a while: "The request of the immortal master is not easy to find. We have a house like this here, but the price..."

Having said that, the salesman had enough fingers, and a small courtyard appeared in front of Qin Zichen. The salesperson turned the house and enlarged the surrounding area, so that people can clearly see the surrounding environment. It is really close to the mountains and rivers, not far from the main road, there are no houses around, and the lighting is sufficient. Qin Zichen didn't say much, just nodded: "How much?"

The salesperson raised two fingers: "One hundred mid-grade spar."

One low-grade spar is about one thousand yuan, one hundred low-grade spar is equal to one middle-grade spar, and one thousand middle-grade spar is equal to one high-grade spar

One hundred middle-grade spar, which is ten million, is not a small number in the world of self-cultivation. Su Qingyi nestled aside and dared not speak, when he saw Qin Zichen's brows and said, "Just this one."

After he finished speaking, he took out a small bag from the purse, and after pouring out a hundred pieces, he took the key with the salesperson and walked out with Su Qingyi.

Along the way, he bought some clothes and furniture. All of them reported the place where he just bought the house. Su Qingyi became more and more uneasy. Ran Shu next to her bumped into her, and asked curiously, "Is Senior Jingyan your sweetheart?"

"Why do you say that?" Su Qingyi was taken aback, Ran Shu pointed to what Qin Zichen was picking out and said, "Look, what he buys is for young women, including clothes, jewelry, rouge, gouache... not his sweetheart. Are you so concerned?"

"I'll make a bet with you," Su Qingyi had a not-so-good idea: "He's just like that, he didn't buy it for his sweetheart."

After buying for a morning, Qin Zichen finally stopped his shopping trip and took the two women to the newly bought house. When they arrived, there were already a bunch of people who moved goods respectfully standing beside the house. Qin Zichen turned around. He turned around, handed the key to Su Qingyi, and said earnestly, "Miss Su, Tianjian Sect will recruit disciples in two months, and I wish Miss Su a smooth entry. I have placed Miss Su, and it is considered a life-saving grace. That's goodbye."

After he finished speaking, Qin Zichen turned around and left. Su Qingyi grabbed his sleeve and almost burst into tears: "Master, is your life only worth a house?"

"Maybe... it's not worth a house?" Qin Zichen seemed to be thinking seriously, Su Qingyi looked serious: "No, Taoist priest, you can't see yourself clearly like this, you are at least worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect! Do you want it? Consider taking an apprentice?"

"You want me to accept you as my apprentice?" Qin Zichen finally understood what Su Qingyi meant. He looked at Su Qingyi up and down, shook his head and said, "The qualifications are too poor to accept."

"Daoist..."

"Girl, listen to my advice," Qin Zichen turned to look at her and said earnestly, "Don't learn swordsmanship, go out and turn left and run all the way for 3,000 miles is Xingyunmen. You have a better future when you learn Talisman Formation."

"If Miss Su came to Xingyun Sect, I would definitely recommend it." Ran Shu chuckled, Su Qingyi shook her head in grief and indignation: "No, I refuse! I must enter the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"Okay." Qin Zichen nodded and said, "Goodbye." After that, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the sky. Su Qingyi wanted to cry without tears and looked at Ran Shu who was holding the curtain and her body was shaking, struggling: "Senior Ran Shu, can you open a back door for me? You must know who is in the Tianjian Sect, or can you help me? I'm accommodating?"

"Miss Su, the back door of Tianjian Sect, let alone me, even if our head came, it probably wouldn't open. Jianxiu is the way to cultivate the mind," she sighed and patted Su Qingyi's hand in relief. Said: "If you can't even pass the threshold, why don't Miss Su really think about it and come to my Xingyun Gate to try?"

But...but I don't want to learn swords.

Su Qingyi cried in her heart, she is a Fu Xiu who has cultivated to the Mahayana stage, so she can learn a hairy sword!

Seeing that Su Qingyi didn't say anything, Ran Shu helped her down and opened the door. After instructing someone to clean and arrange the house, she finally said, "I have sent Senior Jingyan back to Xingyun Gate safely, and I will go back soon. Miss Su, There will be a later date.”

Su Qingyi nodded, sighed, and waved: "Go, let me soothe my wounded heart by myself."

Ran Shu chuckled softly, and a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes: "Miss Su's temperament is somewhat similar to that of my senior sister."

Su Qingyi's heart skipped a beat, and she forced a calm expression on her face: "Who is your senior sister?"

"Miss Su has only introduced her qi into her body now, so she probably doesn't know much about people who cultivate, and you don't know if you say it."

There was a bit of bitterness in Ran Shu's voice, and she said in a low voice, "However, Senior Sister is indeed a wonderful, wonderful person."

Su Qingyi didn't speak, Ran Shu's words disturbed her heart. She looked at the woman in green with a curtain in front of her, and she wanted to ask a question.

If she is really the best and best person in your heart, why did you want to kill her again?

If you really miss her so much and miss her so much, why would you betray her again?

But she couldn't ask anything, she could only lower her eyes and pretend to be lost. When they were far away, she exhaled suddenly and fell on the rocking chair in the courtyard.

Qin Zichen's aesthetics are very good, the room is clean and simple, the yard is not too small, there is a grape trellis and a small fish pond. The rocking chair is right next to the fish pond, and you can see the green leaves on the grape trellis.

This kind of yard happened to be what Su Qingyi yearned for.

In the last life, she lived a life of misery, with few cents, and housing prices in first-tier cities were skyrocketing, not to mention having such a yard, even if it was an apartment, it was difficult for her to buy it. At that time, she told Qin Zichen that when she became rich, she must buy a courtyard house with grape trellis in it, dig a small fish pond, raise a bunch of Mekong fish, and grill the fish and eat grapes when she is idle.

The house must be well lit so that the sun can shine in every room. Each room needs to be decorated in different colors and styles…

It's been many years since these words. It had been so long that she had forgotten about it, and she had never thought of it at Xingyun Gate. Now, looking at this small courtyard and seeing all the household items as if they had been restored back then, she couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

The sun slanted down and landed in the courtyard. In an instant, it seemed like the junction of yin and yang, and time broke through. Su Qingyi couldn't help raising her finger, like a scallion, the tip of her finger was golden, and she wrote that person's name stroke by stroke in the air.

She recited the spell "calling spirits" and wrote Qin Zichen's name. However, after reading the entire "Calling Spirits", there is no one person in the air.

The soul probably can't break the space, so if there is no miracle, probably in this lifetime, she will never see him again.

Just like her parents, relatives and friends, it is difficult for her to meet again.

For fifty-two years, she has never missed her. However, in this small courtyard, under the setting sun, for the first time, Su Qingyi's thoughts surged like a tide.

Qin Zichen.

She resented this unsatisfactory self.

- I miss you a bit.

While Su Qingyi was thinking about Qin Zichen, on the other side, not long after Ran Shu left the Heavenly Sword Sect, she saw a young man dressed in a straight black robe, a white fox cloak on his shoulders, and a jade crown on his head, standing quietly in front of him. Light and shadow fell mottled from the dense woods and landed on his handsome eyebrows. Hearing her footsteps, his peach blossom eyes seemed to contain spring water, and he looked over with all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Sect Master..." Ran Shu stopped, a little surprised, Xie Hantan smiled: "Seeing that Uncle Master has not returned for a few days, Hantan went to Xuantianmen Siguoya to greet Uncle Master."

Listening to Xie Hantan's words, Ran Shu secretly clenched her fists: "I'm afraid it's a fake to pick me up, the poison of the head can't be suppressed, and it's true that the spirit fruit is urgently needed."

Xie Hantan smiled but said nothing, Ran Shu couldn't help blushing at his smile, she turned her head, and while spurning herself for being unpromising, she said, "Jingyan was at the bottom of the cliff at that time, I was afraid that he would find out that you were looking for Lingguo. I know you don't worry about me, and you will definitely follow me, so I will lead Jingyan out of the cliff, Lingguo... Have you got it?"

"Thanks to Uncle Master, Hantan is now fine. However," Xie Hantan said with a cold light in his eyes: "Hantan wanted to ask Uncle Master, was there anyone else at the bottom of the cliff besides Jingyan?"

Hearing the question, Ran Shu couldn't help being a little surprised. Xie Hantan took out a piece of cloth written in blood from his arms. There were only a few traces on it. Xie Hantan held it and walked to Ran Shu. Peach Blossom's eyes could hardly be suppressed. Crazy, with trembling in his voice: "Uncle Master, Master is back."

"Impossible!" Ran Shu said categorically, taking a step back in horror: "You and I are both summoned by Zeng recall, and she has already lost her soul..."

"She's back!" Xie Hantan roared: "I prepared a body for her, and I have been summoning spirits every day for two years... Master must be afraid of letting me down... So she's back... Look," Xie Hantan rubbed gently Picking up the cloth, he said hoarsely, "Who would write such a talisman except Master... You didn't see that the cave is full of formations made by Master. In this world, except Master, no one can make such a spell. An ingenious array."

"Uncle," Xie Hantan raised his head, with a bit of pleading in his eyes: "Who is it?"

Ran Shu didn't speak, she looked at the cloth strip in Xie Hantan's hand in shock.

She was familiar with the patterns on it. The talisman of each talisman was different, and most people would not recognize it, but as a first-class talisman, of course, you could tell who wrote this talisman.

But she couldn't say it, didn't dare say it. She opened her mouth, her heart sank little by little.

After a while, she finally calmed down, raised her head to meet Xie Hantan's eyes, and said coldly, "No one else."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Hantan's fan pressed against Ran Shu's neck, and said coldly, "You lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you. I hope more than anyone else, senior sister will come back to life, but Hantan, she died. Two years ago, you and I watched her being cut into pieces and her soul was shattered. We can't deceive ourselves."

"She has been hiding for ten years. If you search all over the world for ten years, you may find traces of her hiding back then. You don't know how many disciples she has accepted, or how many talismans she has given to her. other people."

"Hantan," Ran Shu quietly looked at the trembling young man holding a fan in front of him, and said solemnly, "You are now the head of Xingyun Sect, and you have great ambitions in your heart.

Xie Hantan didn't speak. He looked at Ran Shu. For a long time, he closed his eyes, retracted his fan, and cherished the cloth and put it into his chest. In a cold voice: "Uncle Shi has traveled enough, remember to return to the sect."

After saying that, he disappeared. Ran Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the tree.

Su Qingyi's daytime smile appeared in front of her, and she clenched the golden whip in her hand.

Sister, I will let you go. Since he was born as a waste material with five spiritual roots, it should be regarded as a waste material for a lifetime.

Ran Yan, may you never come back.